Spoiling His Wife Too Much: The Miraculous Doctor, Princess Concubine

"By the way, I don't know what's going on. I always feel that when Liao Chan saw your father today, he looked a little strange." Feng Yu still clearly remembered Liao Chan's appearance at that time. A person was lying on the bed waiting for Xin Moge, and when he was flipping through the medical books, flashes flashed through his mind again and again, and he couldn't help but think about it again, and finally decided to talk to Xin Moge.However, Feng Yu still hoped that she was thinking too much for a while.

"What's so strange?" Xin Moge asked casually, the hand holding Feng Yu slightly tightened, letting Feng Yu lean closer to him, and the other hand caressed Feng Yu's side face.

"I can't tell you the specifics, but I just feel strange, as if shocked. Yes, it's shocking." Feng Yu recalled, frowning.

"Shocked?" Xin Moge was a little surprised, and the hand that was caressing Feng Yu's face paused slightly.

Feng Yu nodded.

A trace of thought flashed in Xin Moge's eyes, "What about father?"

"Your father's expression is quite normal, obviously a little excited, joyful, and happy." Comparing the expressions of Xin Haoyan and Leo Chan at that time, the difference is even more obvious.

"What is 'your father'? Isn't he your father now?" Xin Moge was a little dissatisfied with Feng Yu's title.

Feng Yu raised her eyebrows, with a puzzled and puzzled look on her face, deliberately pretending that she didn't hear the trace of dissatisfaction in Xin Moge's words, and asked, "Am I wrong? He's not your father?"

A hint of danger flashed across Xin Moge's eyes, and the hand that was resting on Feng Yu's face changed to raise Feng Yu's jaw, making Feng Yu look into his eyes, "Say it again."

"Am I wrong? He's not you... um... what are you doing..." The following words disappeared in Xin Moge's punitive kiss, and Feng Yu quickly pushed Xin Moge's chest.

Xin Moge clasped Feng Yu's wrists, deepening the kiss.

After the kiss was over, Fengyu lay limp on the bed out of breath, and struggled slightly with the hands held by Xin Moge.

Xin Moge leaned over to look at Feng Yu, his eyes suddenly deepened little by little, and under Feng Yu's gaze, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Yu again. At the same time, the hand that was clasping Feng Yu's wrists was released, and he kissed Feng Yu again. Feng Yu's side face, and then from Feng Yu's side face all the way down to Feng Yu's neck, passing through the neckline of Feng Yu's obscene clothes and stroking it in.

The atmosphere in the room changed unconsciously.

Fengyu's heartbeat couldn't stop and sped up slightly, and the place touched by Xin Moge felt as hot as if it had been roasted by a fire.

At this moment, Xin Moge suddenly thought of something, raised his head and asked Feng Yu who was below him: "Xiao Yun'er, will you stay there tonight, or will someone carry you over later?"

Feng Yu naturally understood which side the word "over there" in Xin Moge's words referred to, and she didn't think about it in her heart. After calming down for a while, she replied naturally, "I don't even look... look See what time it is now, of course...of course I stayed there, I think I should have already slept."

A faint smile flashed in Xin Moge's eyes, and he looked straight at Feng Yu.

Under Xin Moge's gaze, Feng Yu was a little confused at first, but then she realized that she answered like that just now, and it seemed that she wanted Xin Moge to...continue.